anarchy riots
a couch burning in the street
kids losing parents

stuck at a party
dying to get a pizza...
ha, life can be fun

i need someone close
all my thoughts fester inside
they need to air out

the rush compels him...
dodging bullets he escapes
run, jailbird, run fast

the smell of ashes
it's time for her to wake up
fleeing humans scream...

clouds group together
almost like a flock of birds
they sing divine songs

she's been through the war
he held her captive for months...
now she must rebuild

the growl of a dog
covers up a loving heart
the pup's wagging tail